I remember that half a month after I submitted my resignation, I fell ill at home and had nothing to say to my bf.
Cause: I said that a certain figure is so good that I can't match it
After: He asked, are you as ruthless as others?
Result: I decided to give up sweets and high fever for two months before the Spring Festival, and go to the gym three times a week.
Summary: I hate being picked on for my shortcomings, and I hate being fat, and... Often at this time, I hate everything and cry non-stop.
Concept: Wisdom comes from wind and rain